Healthy catchy dusk
Stirs along starry sky
Busker gets on busk
Draw my eyes in spy
Hearty applause follow
Still trees start burning
Bumper of ashes billow
Draw a pencil shining
Heaty blinding light occurs
Steer past burn in blackout
I badger crowd the matter
On drop the performer out
I reckon it won’t last
Soon you get the off
Sudden as flashlight
Fade in air and poof!
I follow your hung dust
Till I stuck in crossroad
With my chimera burst
Onto awakening dread
I ask gentle breeze
Of where it blew you
‘Cause I won’t cease
Ever on finding you
You are such an inspiration
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Alyce!
ReplyDeleteI'm greatly honored
thank you Fuller
ReplyDeleteWell done thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you Martin! All pleasures are mine
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